A Twisted Halloween: Terror is Trending

Chapter 15: #Bewitching Vampire

The moment Vil and Epel shout, "BOO!" The Magicam Monsters are scared.

The man screams, "AAAH! I don't wanna be anyone's dinner!"

"I can't believe Vil was a vampire all along! I'll delete all my photos! No more candid pictures for me! I'm sorryyyyyy!" The woman screams.

And with that, the Magicam Monsters run out of the Mirror Chamber screaming.

Epel smirks, "The Magicam Monsters are running off at full tilt."

"All right," Vil says, and turns to the two students who collapsed, "You can get up now, you two."

Soon, the two students get up from the ground.

"How was our acting, Housewarden?" The student asks.

"I actually stopped breathing when I was grimacing to make it more convincing," the second student says.

"Tres bien! It was a truly bone-chilling performance. The real tragedy is that I was the only one there to see it. If you had done that on stage in front of a full theoretical audience, you would have had a standing ovation!" Rook says.

"Thank you, Vice Housewarden!" The two students reply.

"Rook, there's a time and place for empty flattery, and this is neither," Vil says. "Who would expect hapless victims to deliver perfectly rehearsed lines and gestures in real life? No on, that's who. This isn't a theater, and you're not on stage. Your acting needs to be more natural."

"S-sorry, Housewarden," The first student says.

Then the second student says, "I was so honored to act with you that I got way too into the role."

"Our job was to drive out the Magical Monsters, and we did that, right? You don't have to be so critical about it," Epel says.

"I suppose you have a point. It worked well enough, as far as ad-libbing goes," Vil says.

Then Epel asks, looking kind of concerned, "Are you sure you want to be the one driving them off in person, Vil?"

"Oh, absolutely. I wouldn't pass this up for the world. It's quite vindicating to strike back at a perpetual nuisance to me," Vil answers. "People have been taking pictures of me without my consent since I was a boy. Really, who do they think they are?"

"Um, that's not exactly what I meant," Epel replies.

Then asks, "What if word spreads that you're secretly a vampire?"

"Heh. Oh, Monsieur Pommette! What a sweet soul you are. You're worried about how this might affect Vil's professional career? Worry not, for measures have already been taken!"

"Have a look. This is what come up on Magicam when you look up hashtag #BewitchingVampire," Rook says, and shows the post on his phone.

"Wow. That's a lot of posts. And everything with this tag has a picture of Vil!" Epel says, surprised. "These all have him posing and looking right at the camera. None of them look like they could have been taken on the sly. So when you said 'measures have been taken..."

"Yes. Pomefiore students took photo after photo of the housewarden and posted them to Magicam with the tag," The second student says.

"There should be around three hundred. And they've all got a ton of likes!" The first student says.

"Thanks to their ardent effort, Magicam is all abuzz about Vil's vampire costume. If anyone made a post at this point about how Vil Schoenheit is really a vampire... They would be greeted with replies like 'Yeah! I saw,' and that would be it," Rook says.

"And with the popularity the #BetwitchingVampire hashtag... I've already received several requests to put in appearances at Halloween events next year," Vil says. I've left my mark on Halloween this year, and I'll do the same next year as well."

"O-oh... That seems good. I think," Epel replies.

"Hmph," Vil replies, "The Magicam Monsters did something useful, whether they meant to or not."

Soon, Vil says to everyone in the room, "Good work, today, everyone. This might be the time when real vampires start their day... but Pomefiore vampires abide by my rules. For instance, we have rules against staying up too late. I say we go get some beauty rest. We'll make tomorrow a Halloween to remember."

Then Vil calls out, "Happy Halloween!"

Everyone cheers, "Happy Halloween."